Choices suck hairy horse balls.

The difference between playing cards and people is that with cards you
know whether you've won or lost immediately. You can mourn and be done
with it.
But with people you don't know you've lost until months later this
horrible realization comes creeping back to bite you in the ass.

Now here's my options. I either have to give up on the whole 'becoming
human' mission and stop caring, or I'll give up on playing with
people. The first is no more pain for me and the second is no more
pain for others. And the former is no fun for others whilst the latter
is no fun for me.

So, who do I wanna be?

I don't appreciate my ass getting bit in any other situation than
between the sheets.

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